Sublime

It wasn’t “good timing,” most would say, but that little baby was there, and its tiny heart was beating strong, and that little life had value. And we could rejoice in that.

inchoate

I was humbled by her honesty and pained by her sadness as she mourned her own body and rhythms we’d come to cherish

It was over a plate of ribs at my aunt’s dining room table that I learned that being a woman is about what men are allowed to do to you.

I wondered aloud if Margaret might be experiencing a similar resurgence of grief for Paul as she faced her own mortality.

Men Explain Things to Me—and

rhapsodizing

“I had much rather starve in England, a free woman than be a slave for the best man that ever breathed upon the American continent.”

reneged